User blog comment:Llamao/The Underground/@comment-3474228-20120628052220/@comment-3474228-20120705225103

He notices that there are absolutely no ferrets in camp save himself as he walks out of the tent. In the center of the whole area is a circular area with a campfire in the middle. Most of the creatures eye him with disdain, while some of them appreciate his food. A group of weasels sitting near the campfire (which currently has no fire since it is lunchtime) call him over.